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In my late 20s, I worked as a machinist before I went to grad school. Having limited outlets for my creative drive, I started taking pictures with my cell phone around the shop. I found myself obsessed with the waste materials, both taken by it's aesthetic and horrified by how much gets thrown into landfills. I started imagining a world completely overtaken with this stuff. Beautiful but barren. A literal wasteland.

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